As I'm writing this, me and my workmate are traversing the long road leading to Kanchanaburi in Thailand. We just finished a pretty grueling day inspecting tanks, and for tired bodies a three-hour drive seems to take forever to end.

I've been feeling a little down for a few months already, not exactly knowing why. More than just being exhausted with work, I feel like just choosing to go with whatever life has handed me the past years isn't really taking me anywhere. Going with the flow does get tiresome eventually, even though you aren't really peddling. 

I'd like to make my own waves someday; the thing is, I don't have any idea how.